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  • Writer's pictureEmily Ainscough

Getting Back Out There!

For the past couple of months the tumbleweeds have been rolling over my love life at the mercy of the wind, and though I like to think I've kept you somewhat entertained with my reflections of flirtier times, I think it's time I took another dip into the dating pool to practice my breast-stroke ;). Yup, that's right, I'm back on the swipe scene! (These apps are honestly better than physio for practicing my dexterity!)

So, what's changed since the last date I went on? Well, my roots are growing out significantly (wait, you mean your hair isn't naturally purple!?), I'm drinking a lot less (which makes the drinks all the more special, and thanks to low-tolerance all the cheaper too!), I'm a lot busier (hopefully that means less time fantasizing that randos I don't even know yet are the love of my life), and all this growing I've been doing means I'm feeling way more confident, too. Yes, all this time spent appreciating myself and learning about her has payed off tenfold. Of course I'm still on a journey with self love (we all are), but with the passing of time and the hard work of listening to my mind and not judging it, I really have come a long way.

So, lets get round to the tea! Who am I dating!?

Well, I'm talking to a few lovely gentlemen but I've only got one date actually in the calendar and that's on Monday with Jay. I was also going to go for a drink with a guy called Michael who has a lovely smile, but I had to cancel due to a big fat FND episode and we haven't had time to reschedule. The other worry with Michael is that he has me on insta, which means he has access to this blog (if you're reading this now, hi Michael), and I'm not sure how I feel about that. I mean you can say you're not gonna read it all you want, but I'm pretty sure each and every one of us would! So, maybe me and Michael will reschedule, and maybe not, either way, what's meant to be will be!

There's not much I can tell you about Jay yet, but hopefully this time next week we will have been on our date and I can paint a picture for you. We're going to walk my dog together in the evening wrapped up in the cold with hot coffee in thermoses and fingerless gloves (so those of you who voted 'cute and wholesome' in my next-date poll might just be right!). And after a long time of feeling kind of half-arsed about sex and love at the bottom end of last year (pun fully intended), I'm looking forward to Monday now and remembering why I started all this in the first place. I'm excited to spend a half hour in my knickers picking out a cute outfit! I'm excited to put my makeup on a little too early and then sit around for a while waiting and constantly checking the time. I'm excited for that first moment when I open the door and it could still be anything yet, and I'm excited to tell you all about it too! Will my heart flutter? Will I fall on my arse? Will he make me laugh? Will I make him laugh? Will it be a wonderful disaster that teaches me about myself and what I don't want!? I can't wait to find out.

Actually during the process of writing this blog post I've just been asked out! So potentially 2 dates next week! (I feel all giddy again!) Time to dance around in my sweatpants to power ballads and drink vegan yogurt straight out of the pot. See you on the flip-flop sex-bombs... and wish me luck (I'm going to try my very hardest to keep the libido at bay).

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